Total pages in book: 49
Estimated words: 48017 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 240(@200wpm)___ 192(@250wpm)___ 160(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 48017 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 240(@200wpm)___ 192(@250wpm)___ 160(@300wpm)
I make a sound of disbelief, swearing to myself and cautioning him how close I am.
Keeping a firm grip on each of my thighs, he pauses, pleasing me only long enough to look up and tell me something I know he’ll only say once.
“This,” he says firmly, running a thumb over my pulsing sex as I jump with a shiver. “This is mine now. You’re mine now. Understand? I should’ve done things differently before, but I won’t make the same mistake twice,” he says in a deep voice.
I feel my head pumping up and down, agreeing with anything he says.
Just as long as you… ah, Brandon, I’m gonna...
“I’ll make you mine properly soon enough, but for now I’m going to make you come harder than you ever have in your life and I’m going to enjoy every drop of it,” he informs me, setting straight back to work, and just in time.
Instead of making me explode like I think his mouth will, it actually soothes me some while his hands move to my chest again, tugging at my thick nipples between his thumb and forefinger with just enough pressure to start what feels like a second climax forming before I even have my first.
I’m writhing so hard against him I’ve pushed the chair back against the wall, bucking against his face, my ass on the chair, and my legs gripping his neck now as I feel one of his hands moving back down below.
Gasping aloud, but then moaning louder, I know I’m done from when I feel his thick finger circling my asshole while his tongue moves inside me deeper than before. A firm hand on my chest completes the circuit.
I’m not sure how many times I say his name, swear, or even how many times I moan until I hear my voice breaking.
Like drawing water from a well, Brandon gives me the most intense, prolonged, and powerful climax I’ve ever known.
My whole body seizes and then shudders, wave after wave of climactic energy pulsing through me.
I can feel my essence running so hot and fast from me that it soaks the chair under me, the bunched up fabric from the dress I still have on filled with it, and the sounds of fresh tears in it as I grind myself harder into him.
Not wanting the moment to end, wanting to hear him tell me that I’m his again. That all this belongs to him now.
And he does.
Once my aftershocks subside, he moves up and kisses me hard on the mouth. Not a boyish, shy kiss.
A man’s kiss. The force of his strong mouth over mine, our tongues rolling across one another as he lets me taste myself as well as him for the first time.
“Mine,” he says again, whispering the word hoarsely into my ear, still keeping my legs firmly around him.
His own massive organ pressed against me through his pants, making me gasp anew as he growls. His eyes burning with the same intense desire as mine are, wanting to fill me with it as much as I want to see it and feel it.
I realize, there’s probably something I should tell him.
Something I should really get off my chest.
Chapter Ten
Brandon
It’s all happened so quickly, but it’s still not quick enough for my liking.
In a different world, I would have just claimed her on the spot. Put her on all fours in the store and claimed her no matter who was watching.
At least she knows now it’s not her imagination. I’m not about to be married to anyone else and I feel like I’ve wasted time by seeing how she’d react to that idea.
It was stupid to let her think that for even a moment.
It’s her I want and nobody else.
Seeing her in a wedding dress, even though it is a little beat up, it gets me thinking again.
About the future as well as what I want for us both right now.
Our future. The life I know she deserves as well as the life I know I can give her. The tiny little lives I want to put inside her.
Seeing her in that dress is one thing, but seeing it hitched up around her hips with my face buried between her legs is perfection.
I was worried I’d scare her off by just turning up, but once she saw it was me. Once she saw the look in my eyes and knew I wasn’t kidding when I said she was mine, well. Nature started to take its course.
Her body’s more perfect than anything I could have imagined. Her smooth, creamy white skin is so soft I feel like I’m melting into her when I run my hands across it.
There’s a part of me that wants to tear this whole dress off her, to have her fully naked in front of me, underneath me. But I know it belongs to someone else. I know it’s her work so I try hard not to get it too bent out of shape.